[CENTER][b][u]Kate[/u][/b][/CENTER]

[b]“I’m Dot. She’s Luanne. We’re twins.”[/b] 

Oh boy, were they twins. Their faces were mostly impossible to tell apart, each having the same beautiful green eyes and heads of messy dirty blonde hair. Kate wasn’t familiar enough with either girl to discern whether there were slight differences or not, and now was not the time to dote on it anyway. 

She would have to keep track of their clothes for now, she supposed, beginning to catalogue what each girl was wearing. The seemingly stark difference in their personalities would also help in deducing which girl was which. 

The gentle peace maker, Dot (the one that had introduced the two), had an outstanding article of clothing. A doctor’s coat, at least three sizes too big for her, covering whatever she was wearing underneath. It pricked Kate’s curiosity, but she withheld from commenting about it. 

Kate’s family, and these girls, and the little boy who had yet to introduce himself, were all still strangers to each other. And Kate wasn’t too keen on become attached or familiar with any one of them until she was sure they would stick together for a while. 

[b]“I think the hospital's that way. Maybe they've got some kinda emergency center down there. Ain't a bad spot for an emergency center."[/b]

 She took note of this one’s intelligence. That was positive. While brute force was a welcome addition to the group, they needed cunning and intelligence to survive and lead. The more thinking minds, the better.

“Smart kid,” Selina complimented the girl. For a moment, Kate made eyes contact with those eerie grey eyes, startlingly beautiful against Selina’s brown skin, and smiled encouragingly. [i]Good job, Sel. Be nice,[/i], she thought, as though Selina were in her mind. 

If there was indeed an emergency center, it was critical that they reached it. Hopefully the government would have already sent help. And if there was no government there, at least, she hoped, there would be other people. [i]Living[/i] people. 

She gave what she hoped was a reassuring smile to Dot, before turning her attention to the other twin. This one had been dubbed by Kate as the aggressive independent thinker. Before she had spoken anything to the girl, she had already wandered off, mind clearly on the task at hand. Watching her go, Kate sighed a sigh of relief. 

Reason being, the two of them couldn’t have been wearing more different clothes. Luanne, the sasser, was wearing a southern belle dress that looked like it had been shredded for convenience. Kate couldn’t remember ever seeing anyone wear a belle dress (and I mean, living in New York, that’s not really surprising), but she had assumed nobody wore those things anymore. Kate also couldn’t imagine the cutesiness of what the dress had probably looked like matching Luanne’s personality (or what she knew of her personality, thus far), but hey, people were allowed to wear whatever they wanted. 

Kate could see Luanne rapping her bat against the windows of cars before checking them, looking for a keyed vehicle.

“David,” Selina was gesturing to Kate’s brother, pointing in the direction of Luanne. David nodded, before turning to his little buddy,

“Listen, I’m just going to look for cars with…Luanne,” he reassured the boy, taking a moment to recall the bell dress twin’s name, “You can stay here with Kate and Selina. They’ll won’t be moving very far, from here.”

“Make sure you both don’t go too far,” Kate chimed, as David followed after the girl. He nodded, giving a thumbs up to her, and Kate couldn’t help but feel affection for her sweet little brother. He was all grown up now, hardly what one would call little, but he’d always be a kid to her. 

“You can help us look for cars,” Selina said to the boy, pointing to Kate and Dot as she spoke, and sounding gentler, and more like her sweet tempered self. 

Kate had easily figured that family would strike a chord with Selina. It had already been hard enough, before the apocalypse, being a biracial, same-sex couple, about to have a kid of their own. It had already been hard for Selina, even before that, being the product of a biracial couple herself, as well as being bisexual. Neither one of these women needed anyone shitting on their family, especially not now, not in these conditions. 

But, up until now, Kate hadn’t realized just how aggressive insulting the family made Selina. She preferred her familiar, sweet, Selina, the funny, easy going, reassuring one. Though, aggressive Selina, [i]was[/i] kind of sexy. But that was a thought for another time.

Kate was glad Selina was getting back to her usual self, but was sure the tension between her and Luanne would stick in the air for a little while. It was ironic, seeing as how both were trying to protect their own, and coming to clashes over it.

“I think I found something,” David’s voice interrupted Kate’s thoughts. He was standing near a oldish sedan whose bumper was hanging precariously from its hinges, “It’s old, and looks ready to be thrown in the junk pile, but it’s got keys, and half its tank is filled.